Earlier this month we visited Portland and Seattle. In Portland, we saw Sharon, Jay, Kate and Joey and loved our visit. We stayed with the marvelous Mr. Alladin in Kern neighborhood of Portland NE. What a great neighborhood… we ate great meals and took wonderful walks.

Coconuts.

Good family man, good friend, good person: Jay.

One day we drove to Astoria — what a dump. But the scenery on the way was fantastic and we drove across the humongous bridge to see Dismal Nitch. Lewis & Clark had a really great sense of humor. Really. It was cold, rainy and dreary. The entire park consisted of a parking lot, a few covered picnic tables (the covers are useless when the rain is horizontal but, hey, it is called Dismal Nitch for a reason.

The Voodo Donut Shop

Picnic table at Dismal Nitch draws thousands every year.

Back in Portland, we took the bus a lot. We walked a lot. We enjoyed it all. We would live there in a minute. The weather, cold, wet? Not at all. With the Rose Festival Queen riding high (but, Gawd, doesn’t beauty count for something anymore?) we fought for a place in the Sweet Pot lines but loved that, too.

About porterwrite

Born in Jax. Raised in ATL. Schooled at Druid Hills, UNC, Georgetown, Poynter Institute. Worked in DC, ATL, NYC, LA, BKK, back to NYC then ATL then SFO then back to ATL. Been here since 1996. Married to George 16 years. Three dogs, nice home, good friends. What more could a fellow ask for?